I am a writer. A poet. I am a dreamer that struggles to sail the violent seas in my head and capture the voices of the lost, the forgotten, the mystical.

I am also a college student. If you are as well, please stay and chat. The road through college can be a lonely one, so feel free to reach out. We'll get through this:)

Writing is a never ending journey that lends itself to the dreamers and explorers. So let us dream and explore.

An excerpt:

La Belle Dame sans Merci
by John Keats

And there she lullèd me asleep,

And there I dreamed-Ah! woe betide!-

The latest dream I ever dreamt

On the cold hill side.

I saw pale kings and princes too,

Pale warriors, death-pale were they all;

They cried-'La Belle Dame sans Merci

Hath thee in thrall!'

I saw their starved lips in the gloam,

With horrid warning gapèd wide,

And I awoke and found me here,

On the cold hill's side.

And this is why I sojourn here,

Alone and palely loitering,

Though the sedge is withered from the lake,

And no birds sing.
"We begin by begining"- Montag, Fahrenheit 451

Let the celebration begin for the Madonna in high kingdom. Me, the Knight of Gloam comes hither. @ALCRUX
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I've just posted a new poetry book, so any time you can dedicate to it, whether by reading or commenting, would be grand. Happy writing! - Tbirdy72 
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